In Quietude With You

 

Sitting here on the earth with you, I am guided through

silence

connection to the mystery

knowing the unknown is a gift

a heavenly lift

a treasure to view up-close to you.

You see me silently listening to you.

You hear me blessing our earth

and calling Love and pure mirth

to sing carols of joy with prayers of peace

for softness dwells beneath.

 

So, walk on gently.

Sing your heart songs.

We all long to belong in peaceful places

with beautiful spaces.

Blessings and Joy for a quiet festive season

with our New Earth rising with great goodness

coming for one and all creatures great and small.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Trees In Time

Your Silky Oak tree, I see

is blooming golden for the first time

and yellow-tailed cockatoos, see too

they fly in unison with you........

for this time is only time.......

only time will tell, as it always does

So the sky tells me:

happy birds see happy trees.......

as I smile to you, the sky is pleased.........

 

This Dawning Morning

I have a deep sadness

that dwells in the depth of my being. 

I release old stories

I live close to nature

I am a healer and a mystic

I know I feel whole, and I know I feel broken.

 

God I am so tired.

My body has a frailty I do not understand

I live in the present holding the light.

 

I found myself

I found my father

I nurtured my mother

in ways, she did not know, or understand. 

 

I feel I am slipping away this day,

and all around are blooming flowers,

quiet ripples and gentle rain,

as a new day has come again.

 

So, I will go on into this one.

 

A Dream, A Peony, A Gift For You

 

 

"What if you slept,

and what if in your sleep you dreamed,

and what if in your dream you went to heaven

and there

you plucked a strange and beautiful flower,

and what if, when you awake 

you had the flower in your hand?

Oh, what then?"

- Samuel Taylor Coleridge -

Whisperings With The Pink Roses

  

Looking up I see

mothers of children looking fondly down to me.

We did our best through endless tests,

not knowing why it was that way,

and wondering when, 

if any-day, life would become easier.

 

I have the grandmothers here with me,

my precious mother brings her love,

my children here forgive me

for ways and patterns I did not see.

 

The isolation keeps us safe,

the distance is another place,

further to go the soft buds show.

'When you look closely Love is all you see'. 

These 'David Austin' roses are old and neglected, 

never watered, or nurtured,

abandoned in a graveled yard, year in and year out. 

They live through all seasons on visits from ladybirds,

sparrows and a strange flower whisperer.

 

 

Sweet Beautiful Bells

Oh sweet-heart bells

you chime so joyously this bright new day

and your luscious scent

swings through with the freshness of you.

And every Spring 

little humming-birds bring

more joy to see as they playfully

weave in, and under your green-green growth.

This view I do welcome most.

Little birds like feeding in your golden pollen,

protected by abundant leaves

and delighted ever, am I to see

another charming season of bells

humming in the heavenly realms.

Philadelphus - Mock Orange

 

 

Ever Flowering Now

If ever there was and always is,

you will be with us as a beautiful bloom

to look upon.

A wonderful flower to greet and say

'what a joy it is this very day

to witness you being bright and cheerful'.

 

There was a time in years gone by

when you circled the floral clock

and life was then, what it is not now.

But all the while I always knew

to look longingly

upon your face as beauty is a happy space.

 

There are rainbows here for you

as Dianthus celebrates the kind and true,

the friends who do love flowers

and spending many hours being with them.

 

 

Dawn In An Eastern Garden

I come into the garden

as the birds joyously greet this dawning

and in the invisible air I know

goodwill and the light of truth is returning.

We have great gratitude

for this most welcome day

as pink love is shining upon our way.

May you all be safe, blessings and peace

 

Embracing The Grace Of Presence

I hear you whisper, 'Now breathe.

B r e a t h e 

with more ease into your Self'

 

Now let your fears disappear.

D i s a p p e a r

into the flow of all the healing we all know

as, all is always well,

and all there is, is Now.

 

Rest in my comfort and warmth,

release your pain and keep the faith,

as you are always blessed and safe.

 

"Ask and you shall receive"

Releasing old stories will set you free

 
 

 

Calling All Love

 

May this day be filled with peace and kindness

goodness and ease

Love 

tenderness and bright positivity

 

May All Be Kind To Each Other

"For as long as space endures,

for as long as sentient beings are there 

may I remain until then

and forever solve the suffering of sentient beings"

 

The Universal Compassion Prayer - His Holiness Dalai Lama 

- Prayer to chant -

May all be kind to each other

May all be kind to each other 

May all be kind to each other

Blessed by His Holiness Dalai Lama

Global Vision Summit October 2020

Presented free to over 80,000 followers by Sounds True and Lions Roar 

Blessings Love and Peace

 

 

As Beauty Sings the Whistler Brings Her Song

As fairy-bells ring their hearts for you,

I cartwheel through some green grass,

to feel the joy of honey-birds as their song

is always heard.

Kolkwitzia amabilis,

the beauty bush and the glorious whistling Thrush

 

Pondering Upon You Little Blue......

I was Oh-so thrilled to see you here

following on from the barren ground,

waiting for a passer-by 

to see the twinkles in your eye.

 

Oh Hello little-blue, I said to you

while you quietly waited

for me to say;

Are you little chickweed's cousin?

There was no answer so we walked on.

Then spent an hour looking through

field guide books to find you.

 

So dear herb, I introduce you now, 

as Blue pimpernel by the lake,

healing the soil for goodness sake.

All greetings to you 'sweet little-blue'.

 

Oh Glory Be! These Gifts To See

 

 

These little blue ones

come bringing herbal gifts for the soil

and just beside the lake I see 

new mosses growing abundantly.

 

I meander round the bend

to where green grass is growing to the sky

through the sitting space for passers-by.

Glory Be! 

There are glorious frogs, happy water hens

and more expected rain

before the summer comes again.

                               

Blue Sky and Green Grass. The joy of TUI

And there was TUI:

a joyous event, here at the lake

as the new spring morning

had us up, and out walking.

Our reservoir was full and overflowing.

Frogs were croaking.

And Bobby,

was wagging his fluffy, curly, happy tail.

It was a joy to see and a thrill to be,

just Present.

A happy tail and a happy update for the locals

after Summer fires

When Will The Willow Be

There is a black shadow in your life and mine.

There is a time before I knew

what to do.

Life is never the same after seeing shadows.

Will you ever take the steps.

Will there be more light in the dark night.

The willow blooms every year.

What will the new spring bring.

Will safety come for the young.

Will the black willow

ever grow to become white.

O silent night

Be still that life.

 

When I was a child, gathering pussy willow

I would never know,

I would see,

the depth from which it grows

by the wayside.

Some things have no rhyme

they just show up over time.

 

I never knew the worst, until I was startled 

to be led further around a corner

to what appeared as a dead-end.

And it is a map you hold upside-down,

wrong way round.

The street light shines above the stairs.

Where will you go.

When will the smokey quartz talk.

Will the crystal rose bring you home.

God I am tired.

Please hold the light.

 

Who watches you

From the lost prince to the hollow king,

the wind is blowing in,

the sand is going out to sea,

where will you be.

There are ruins in the dunes

and yet you continue to

go back to where you were left behind.

Who is coming to save you.

Go back. Wrong way.

One day, maybe, you will step away.

I pray this day.

 

 

Our Rainbow Light Shines

We are the flavour-some family of Chives.

We are here representing and interconnecting

the conscious new world.

As a pot-plant community,

we flower to seed, we heal and we feed.

We nourish your day

by lifting life in rainbow ways.
 

Healing With Humility

I love you

I am sorry

Please forgive me

Thank you.......

 

I love you

I am sorry

Please forgive me

Thank you........

 

I love you 

I am sorry

Please forgive me

Thank you ......  

 

This is the wonderful healing

Ho 'oponopono

Forgiveness Mantra - Forgiveness Prayer

 

If Ever There Was

 

If ever there was a bloom to see

it is this plant so gloriously

being beautiful.

If ever here was a gift for you

it is a close-up view

of bright pink buds and pure white flowers,

just being.

Being still.

Bringing sweet and wonderful fragrance

through the fresh air, 

for Dear Hearts everywhere.

 

(Vibernum carlesii from Korea and blooming today in my garden)

 

To Bring Bright Light

What if we are here to dance and laugh

to play, to bring romance 

into the gardens, forests and parks

to sing our songs and fly our skies

to find truth and disown lies.

 

Would you be happy

would you and I smile

would peace be in our hearts

would joy come here with us

would life bring all that is

and ever wants to be living peacefully.

Bring your light and let it Be

a bright sunlight-shining-free.

Bring your heart and open wide

to share your deep embrace with life.

 

Photo credit: Ed-Benjamin Horgan. 2004.

Australian Geographic Gouldian finch.  Endangered small bird,

Tropical Northern Australia

 

 

Every Way The Wind Blows

 

The winds of spring are blowing in gale forces.

The rain is pelting down against the concreted ground.

And all around 'is in the air',

life seems uncertain everywhere.

 

I need to understand "where I am heading for"

and then, I hear in my ears,

"Be silent".  "Just be still"

You will never know unless you go,

"bird by bird" and "step by step",

what might happen next.

God knows that I will wait in faith.

I have been woken up,

while some are sleeping soundly in their beds,

because

I feel a presence here 'hovering over me',

and being reassuring,

at this time as we all move farther down the line.

In these long pandemic ways,

we are learning "day by day". 

 

Written at 4.30am, September 22, 2020, our Spring Equinox

 

 

Make A Wish As A Gift From This Dandelion

Today I celebrate my 500th post to Come Blossom Come Fruit.

I have a few seconds of video, this Dandelion in the wind, and the seeds flying are seemingly invisible, but I started with the full wonderful circle for wind dispersion, and now look, we are all out in the world caring for the New Earth.

Thank you for being my friends. Make a Wish as the video plays for 6 seconds.

Blessings and Great Love, Bee xxxx

 

Who Sits With The Flowering Moss

Soft and gentle was the way
to enter into this spring day,
hard and strong does not belong
where the worms work and live,
where the heart dwells,
where forgiveness brings
blessed peace to sleep.

If I were a bird flying by
I would see the green and know
a landing pad lies below.

I see now, as above so below,
as we live, so we go
further along or to and fro,
rolling over hills or falling off cliffs,
we think and we drift
we sink or we lift
up, to a higher place.

 
We sit with the mossy bank,
in the forest with the trees.
Be with us please.